A/N
Woop woop! A new story! Sorry for the fail summary by the way and thanks so much for reading despite the summary, I hope you all enjoy!
I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Sweet Dreams
Chapter 1: Useless Magic
A scruffy haired blonde Englishman stepped of a train with a sigh. Trying to teach a bunch of teenagers isn't always an easy job; especially on a Friday afternoon. Arthur left the station and paused for a moment, feeling the cold October air engulf him. He looked at the darkening sky and the slowly appearing moon. Then he turned left, deciding to take the long route home to blow off some steam. As he walked he saw the lights from shops glowing brightly against the night's sky, he smelled the unmistakable scents of good old English cooking and he heard people speaking of such things as tea, scones and the latest series of Doctor Who. Ah, how he loved London.
He turned another corner just as something caught his eye; there was a new shop standing before him. And it was not just any shop, it was a magic shop! With a wide grin on his face he gazed at the window display, reading a sign which said,
'Come here for all your magical wants and needs!
We have spell books from old and new!
And, for this week only, buy one charm get one free!'
Arthur wasn't that interested in charms, but the sound of a new spell book was all too tempting. He opened the door and the little bell on the other side made a 'ting', highlighting the lack of customers as it echoed through the room. The man at the till glanced up briefly from his newspaper but then returned to reading. Arthur explored the shop with his eyes, absorbing everything. He was very impressed. This little shop contained practically everything! Even specialised ingredients for potions and that was excruciatingly hard to come by. Then he saw their vast collection of spell books. Oh, what a beautiful sight! There were five book cases and each and every shelf was fit to bursting! He almost skipped toward them. He could have spent all night there if he didn't need to go home and feed his cat, Rascal. With that in mind he just grabbed a book at random; he had picked a pocket sized, deep blue book with silver writing on the front. It read,
'Specialised Spells for Dreams and Sleep'
Once Arthur got to the till he enthusiastically handed the book to the shop keeper. The shop keeper looked quite young; he had short, light blonde hair with a little clip on one side and cold, almost emotionless blue eyes. It reminded him of his friend Kiku whose eyes were also difficult to read. The shop keeper nodded and took the book.
"Will that be all today?" He asked with a strong Norwegian accent present.
"Yes, thank you"
The man nodded again and said "That'll be £16.99" Arthur fished out his wallet a twenty pound note and gave it to him. Just as the shop keeper started soughing out change Arthur smiled and said with a slight laugh,
"Please, keep the change. Consider it a little gift to keep the shop going; I wouldn't want you to close down on me now"
The shop keeper nodded once more and placed the book with care into a brown paper bag.
Arthur took the bag and thanked the man before leaving and closing the door behind him. He held onto the book tightly and went on his way home again, ignoring the strange looks he got and the people laughing at him for being so foolish to believe in such things. He quickened his pace, wishing to read his new book as soon as possible.
By the time he unlocked his front door the moon was high in the sky and the night was in full swing. He breathed a sigh of relief as he slumped down onto his couch. After a few minutes he was disturbed by something rubbing against his legs. The Englishman siled warmly when he saw that it was his little kitty. He picked him up and put him on his lap, and then he gently stroked the soft fur on Rascal's head.
"Hello there Rascal, you want your dinner don't you?" The cat purred in agreement as if it understood what Arthur was saying. Rascal was carried into the kitchen and put on the floor. He stood at his owner's feet and waited with his tail swishing side to side. A moment later and a bowl was put in front of him. He began eating as Arthur petted him.
"There you go boy! Enjoy" Then he stood up from kneeling and made himself a nice, hot cup of tea. Smiling with satisfaction he brought his drink into the living room and opened his new spell book to it contains page.
'Hmm… let's see here, a spell to cure insomnia? No. A curse for bad dreams?... tempting but, no. A spell for good dreams? No.'
Then he paused as the next spell listed caught his attention.
'Sweet dreams? What kind of spell would that be?' Curiosity out did him and he turned to that spell on page 15. He read the description of the spell 'The spell caster will have their happiest dream come true… that sounds pretty interesting…' Then a little green creature landed on his shoulder and flapped it wings.
"Oh, flying mint bunny! Haven't seen you in a while, how are you?" He scratched under the rabbit's chin.
"I'm doing great! Hey, what's that you got there Arthur?" He bunny asked, noticing the book.
"This is a new spell book I got today, and I was just thinking about this spell here" He pointed at the title of the spell. The flying mint bunny quickly read the text and smiled.
"It sure does sound interesting, doesn't it?"
"Yes…"
"Are you going to try it?"
"…I might as well I suppose" The green rabbit flew up in the air and shouted excitedly.
"Yay!" Arthur chuckled and looked at the book again for the instructions. All he had to do was draw a magic circle with chalk and say the words written in the book. Perfect. He stood and made his way to the basement. Carefully he walked down the creaking wooden stairs into the dark space beneath his house as the flying creature followed him. He trailed his hand along the wall till he found the light switch. The room was suddenly illuminated with the artificial light. The basement was a large space and it looked like something out of a film. The wall were made out of massive squared stones and looked very old. At one end of the room stood a large book case with drawers; this book case was littered with various bit of paper and empty jars that once held ingredients for potions. There were two drawers; one had jars of unused ingredients and chalk to draw the circles with and the other had dozens of candles and his precious magic wand. Arthur grabbed his cloak that has hung on one of the walls and set to work. He got some chalk and drew the magic circle exactly how it was in the book. Next he lit several candles and placed them randomly around the room. He flipped the light switch off.
"Sorry flying mint bunny but I can only cast the spell when I'm alone. Your presence might disrupt things"
The rabbit pouted but obeyed and disappeared from sight. The Brit stood in front of the large circle and slowed his breathing. He brought the book closer to his face and read over the spell, making sure he read it correctly.
"Teews smaerd era edam fo siht
Ohw ma I ot eergasid
Levart eht dlrow dna eht neves saes
Ydobyreve ginkool rof ginhtemos.
Emos fo meht tnaw ot esu uoy
Emos fo meht tnaw ot teg desu yb uoy
Emos fo meht tnaw ot esuba uoy
Emos fo meht tnaw ot eb desuba.
Teews smaerd era edam fo siht
Ohw ma I ot eergasid
Levart eht dlrow dna eht neves saes
Ydobyreve ginkool rof ginhtemos."
There, the spell was complete. Arthur prepared himself and waited… and waited… and waited. What the hell! Nothing was happening! No lights, no sound, nothing! Angrily he threw his cloak off onto the floor and slammed the door behind him.
"Fucking useless magic" He growled. Deciding that there was nothing else to do he simply went to bed. Before he went to change he threw the spell book onto his bedside table. After a few minutes he returned into his bedroom wearing his light green pyjamas. He crawled into the big bed and pulled the covers over him, wishing that someone else was there to share it with him. As he drifted off to sleep he glared one last time at the spell book.
'What a waste of time and money that was…'
A/N
Well...? Good? Bad? Please tell me what you think in a review! But constructive criticism please :)
By the way, next chapter France will make his appearance ;)
p.s this is the logest chapter i've ever wrote XD